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“I meant no offense, Lola.”

Bridger stepped closer but refrained from reaching out. Instead, he dipped his head to catch her gaze.

She brushed a tear from her cheek. “I’m sorry, too. I wasn’t fair to accuse you so quickly, either. We’ve had more than our share of grief and sadness in Quiver Creek these past few months. I’m praying for a better season ahead.”

Bridger nodded. “I hope for your sake that’s the case.” He turned to the tray, his appetite dulled. “I’m especially sorry to upset you after you went to the trouble of this fine lunch.”

Lola managed a shaky smile. “I’m sorry I allowed my lack of sleep and temper to get the best of me so that you’re forced to eat it cooled.”

“Let’s say we’re sort of even, then, and start where we were a half hour ago,” he said.

“Who’s to say I trusted you half an hour ago?” Her eyes lit with humor, but he recognized the truth in her jest.

His breathing eased as he focused on her guarded expression. “You offered me lunch and gave me the key to your father’s woodshop. At least I’m on the right track.”